One pill, two pills, three pills … By the time all nine Dragon Blood Pills had been swallowed, Ning Qi's Qi and blood had reached an extremely terrifying level. With every movement he made, Qi and blood would seep out. This was a side effect of Ning Qi not being able to completely absorb them. Thus, Ning Qi had to stay in the top-class training grounds for another hundred and eighty years before he was done.
He was able to integrate this blood into his cells and control it freely.
The Confining Dragon-Elephant Art took another big step towards the thirteenth layer, but it still seemed a little far away from breaking through. Ning Qi suspected that the amount of Immortal Qi needed between the twelfth layer and the thirteenth layer might be several times more than the first layer to the twelfth layer combined!
At the same time, in a place far away from the Celestial Realm.
Central Mainland.
Fangcun Mountain. Dongfang Haojie, Dongfang Yuluo's family of five, Master Ning, Wang Lin and his wife, Fang Qin and Fang Shu, Da Gouzi, Little Yue 'er, Zuo Ling' er, Duan Yingjun and his wife, Niu Dazhuang, Luo Tianhua, Su Hongwen, and the other higher-ups of the War God Temple, as well as the higher-ups of the Wang family and the Blood Abyssal Clan, were all standing in a hall.
Among them, Master Ning and Wang Lin and his wife were the most anxious.
"Master, don't worry. The Holy Mother will be fine."
Little Yue 'er and Zuo Ling' er stood beside Old Master Ning and comforted him in a low voice. Many years had passed, and the two girls had long grown up. They even exuded the aura of a Nine Tribulations Creator. In the War God Temple, they were the fastest to reach the level of a Nine Tribulations Creator other than Ning Qi.
In addition to the two of them, Niu Dazhuang and the other direct disciples of Ning Qi had also broken through to the Creation Realm, followed by Dongfang Haojie, Meng Qingling, and the others.
"Old Man Ning, there is nothing to worry about. Leng Ming is just a child. With so many of us guarding outside, she will definitely be fine."
Fei Yuting smiled at the Ning family's grandfather. Speaking of which, Master Ning was actually much younger than Fei Yuting, but because of Ning Qi, everyone regarded Master Ning as the same generation as Wang Lin and his wife, especially Little Yue 'er and Zuo Ling' er. When they were in the Qin Tang Empire, it could be said that Master Ning had watched them grow up.
The bigger one was that the two ladies had now become the top powerhouses of the War God Hall. Even the strongest member of the Blood Puppet Race, She Le Mo Venerate, wasn't a match for the two ladies when they joined forces. If one were to calculate it, the two ladies were also Yuan Venerate entities.
"That's right. Boss is so powerful. He must be protecting the Holy Mother!"
Duan Yingjun nodded. The small fry of the Cloud Rising Sect had now become a First Tribulation Creator. This had a lot to do with the Titan Bloodline that Ning Qi had exchanged with Duan Yingjun. However, it was mostly because of the atmosphere in the War God Temple. There were too many Creators in the War God Temple, including Little Yue 'er and Zuo Ling' er.
If Duan Yingjun had any questions about his cultivation, he would be able to ask too many Yuan Venerate existences like these. This was much better than the cultivators in the outside world!
"Yes, Master's wife will be fine."
Niu Dazhuang smiled good-naturedly. Luo Tianhua and Su Hongwen also chimed in.
"Yes, it's just a pity that Ning Qi can't see this scene with his own eyes. I wonder if he has reached the legendary Immortal Race's mainland …" Great-Grandfather Ning nodded in satisfaction. He also knew that his anxiety was unnecessary. Although the Sacred Concubine Cold Sky had kept her cultivation at the Great Perfection Transcendence Realm and hadn't broken through to the Creation Realm in order to give birth, as long as one was a cultivator, they would basically not encounter a difficult birth like mortals.
No problem.
He just felt that it was a pity that Ning Qi couldn't see the birth of his child with his own eyes.
Everyone fell silent.
"Young Master should have reached the Immortal Race's mainland. Let's cultivate hard and strive to bring Fangcun Mountain to look for him one day!"
Little Yue 'er said with a determined look.
"Given Boss's character, he has probably already become famous in the Immortal Race's mainland."
Duan Yingjun couldn't help but smile. There was a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes. Little Yue 'er wasn't the only one who wanted to go to the Immortal Race's mainland. Everyone present wanted to go too. Apart from being able to see Ning Qi, the Immortal Race's mainland was also the ultimate goal of all cultivators. That place was the legendary holy land of cultivation!
Just as everyone was discussing, trying to lighten the tension and anticipation in their hearts, two purple figures, one tall and one short, suddenly appeared from afar.
Little Yue 'er, Zuo Ling' er, and Supreme Python, who had the highest cultivation among them, were the first to notice the two figures. The two of them were overjoyed and quickly went up to them.
"Sister Mochou!"
"Mm." Li Mochou nodded lightly. Everyone looked at her with complicated gazes. They never knew where Li Mochou came from. They only knew that back in the Qin Tang Empire, Li Mochou was already by Ning Qi's side. But different from them, Li Mochou preferred to move alone.
When she arrived at Miniscule Mountain, her cultivation made everyone's eyes light up. Even Little Yue 'er and Zuo Ling' er, who had the fastest cultivation speed in the War God Hall, were weaker than her!
At this moment, the feeling Li Mochou gave them was somewhat familiar. It was the same feeling they had when Ning Qi first returned from the Immortal Prison!
"Human Immortal? She has already broken through to the Human Immortal Realm? "
She Le 'er and Supreme Python's expressions changed slightly.
At this moment, someone noticed the short figure beside Li Mochou.
"Hu Cheng? Why are you with Sister Mochou? "
Little Yue 'er asked in surprise.
Hu Cheng smiled sheepishly. Before she could speak, Li Mochou said, "Some time ago, I discovered that she was being chased, so I saved her."
"That's right."
Hu Cheng shrugged.
"Oh …"
Everyone had strange expressions on their faces. The reason for that was because Hu Chengzi's current clothes were exactly the same as Li Mochou's clothes. The only difference was that it was a few sizes smaller. Especially the horsetail whisk in her hand that was also a few sizes smaller. This sort of outfit was truly strange.
Could it be that Hu Cheng had already become Li Mochou's disciple?
"That girl, Hu Cheng, won't become our War God Temple's second great homicidal maniac …"
Everyone thought with a strange feeling in their hearts.
"Has the child been born?"
Li Mochou glanced at the hall.
"It should be soon."
Dongfang Haojie pinched his fingers. "Saint Mother has been in the hall for more than a month. I think the child will be born in one or two days."
Li Mochou nodded lightly, then sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate.
Everyone could only admire Li Mochou's cultivation and homicidal maniac. It was no wonder that her cultivation would improve every time. This kind of cultivation attitude was something that most people present could not achieve.
Inside the hall.
Saint Concubine Cold Sky looked at her belly with a bitter smile. "This child, after so many years, you still can't bear to come out?"
It had been a whole month since she felt like giving birth. Saint Concubine Cold Sky could feel that the baby was about to come out, but for some reason, she could not take the last step.
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